The first hour was good for all of us. Heywood was first to hook up with a trout and a small snook. I managed an 18-20 inch redfish that was released to go find it's Mother and send her over to us. We were all getting big pops on our topwaters until Bassboy hooked up with a nice mid 30's snook that took him into the mangroves.
Shortly after I found a snook that had good aerobatics but didn't measure up to Bassboy's
As you can see, Barnacle doesn't like that snook aren't in season.
A recurring theme was floating grass. We managed to catch fish in it but it became a nuisance after a while
Heywood finally caught a pic worthy snook after cornering (and calling Bassboy and I over) a school of redfish. Or so he said...
We ended up paddling quite a distance in search of redfish but could never find them. Did run into Kon Tiki in his amazing 'swiss army knife' kayak. He found a 3-4 foot bonnethead shark that gave him quite a fight.
As the breeze started to disappear and the heat started to climb we headed back in. On the way we made a few casts and I was rewarded with a 22 flounder. I thought I'd finally found my fish taco redfish but a flounder will do nicely instead.
It was a good time guys!
(pics courtesy of Heywood)
Those were redfish I tell ya!!
, all bigger than the 15" trouts I caught that morning with the flyrod. Now that 3' bonnet head that inhaled my offerings would had been another story but he wasn't interested in sticking around.. 
